The Rancher's One-Week Wife
“It had been so long since he’d touched her and for the past eight months she’d lain in bed every night missing the feel of his skin pressed to hers, their bodies entwined in an embrace as old as time. A shiver slid up her spine and her heart skipped a beat at the thought.
When he closed the door behind them, he reached for her. Neither of them said a word as they stood with their arms around each other and simply enjoyed the moment.
As he drew back to look at her, he placed her hands on his shoulders for support before he removed her boots and socks, then pulled off his.
“Karly, I want you to know there hasn’t been anyone since we left Vegas,” he said, his brown eyes reflecting the truth in his words as he straightened to his full height and took her back into his arms. He brought his hand up to gently caress her cheek. “When we got married, I vowed that I would be faithful to you. And as far as I’m concerned, I’m still your husband until I receive papers telling me otherwise.”
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